CHAPTER) 12

                                    

                                          
Win brushed his fingers against his arm feeling quite embarassed for not knowing who the male in front of him was.
Elijah's grin widened even more so at Win's expression clearly amused.
"Oh no it's fine. I didn't expect you to know who I was!" He shook his hands in a diplomatic manner.
"Plus, I've been modelling in America for a while now so only fans that have stuck with me since the beginning know who I am."
"That's dope. Is there any reason in particular why you're back in Thailand?" Win asked, suddenly feeling comfortable enough to converse.
"Umm not really." He shrugged. "Actually I've been seeing you and Bri-your work a lot online and I love where Astrovelence seems to be taking their models. Personally I felt like my ideals were pretty incongruous with the company I was previously working with." Win nodded his head in cognisance. It isn't easy to find a company that's compatible with you. Although Tay is a prick Win can't his competence in his job.
"Well, welcome to Astrovelence! It'll be really cool seeing you around Elijah. If you ever need any help with anything I'm happy to help." Win felt weight on his shoulders as Elijah pressed his palms against them.
"Thanks a lot Win." Win bit his lip before nodding. "No problem any time." Elijah let go of his shoulders with a final nod of "thanks", Win took that as his cue to leave.
"Oh Win, wait."
"Yeah?"
Elijah stalked to his side tentatively, phone in hand.
"Um, is it okay if I-uh" he pointed to his phone hoping it would do the talking for him.
"Oh, you want my number?" Win laughed finding it hilarious how the taller male kept stumbling over his words.
"Um yeah, sorry I just didn't want to seem presumptuous."
"Oh no your fine. Just pass me your phone."
                          
ooOOoo
                          
"Bright?"
                          
"What is it Dean? Wait one sec- I said stop fucking touching me Achara!" She gave him a bemused pout, hugging her arms to her body.
"I-Bright I obviously have no problem if you're in a relationship. But i-it's just the feedback from the photographs isn't being received well from your fans." Bright gritted his teeth, glaring at the subject of all his problems.
"I'm not in a relationship Dean, Achara over here is just struggling to hop off my case!" He abased watching with an arrogant smirk as her frown deepened at his words.
"But Bright the photos-"
"Aren't what they look like!" He countered with an air of certainty.
                          
 oO 3 hours ago Oo
"Wait I need something!"
Reece turned to Bright with dripping excitement.
"What is it? All you got to do is say the word my man." He hit Bright's shoulder, urging him to administer his request.
"Achara. Give me her number!" He delivered, wearing a mischievous expression.
Reece's face contorted into one of disgust.
"What? I thought you said you weren't into...that."
"I'm not dumbass, just give me her number!"
After countless arguments and protests stressing how it "isn't  a good idea" Bright found himself beside the notorious 'Devine Achara.'
                          
"I knew you couldn't resist me." She smirked after Bright seemed exceptionally drawn to his coffee cup and the contents inside.
"What?" He asked, sounding bored as ever.
"Oh, nothing. I was just saying how much fun I'm having on our first date." The corners of Bright's mouth fell to that of a frown.
"What date? Achara I only said I wanted to hang out, what of that phone call did you not understand?" He shook his head derisively, displeased by her lack of cognisance.
She crossed her arms, suddenly intrigued by the scenery outside.
"Why do you always call me Achara? My name is Devine." She asked almost too quietly.
"Oh...um..it's because I like your surname. Yeah, it um...suits you." He nodded.
In reality, Bright had always addressed Devine as Achara to ensure she wouldn't get any absurd ideas of them being any closer than they were.
                          
"Oh...really?" She asked, face flushed.
He had to fight himself from rolling his eyes at her response.
Instead of responding he glanced at his phone screen.
Ok, one hour has passed. That should be long enough.
"Achara, I think it's time for me to head out." He stood up, thumb pointing towards the exit.
"What the hell Bright? It hasn't even been that long!" She huffed sounding almost irritably like a child.
"Achara please, did you forget I'm a model? I've got other places to be." He exited the Cafe, Devine on his trail.
                          
"BRIGHT! LOOK HERE PLEASE!"
                          
"BRIGHT ARE YOU WILLING TO TAKE ANY PHOTOS WITH FANS?"
                          
"Is that Devine Achara?"
                          
"Were they together?"
                          
"I won't be able to take any photos at the moment, I actually have an urgent appointment I need to get to." Bright intended to turn away from the hurdle of fans as they squealed their disappointment and pleaded for more time with him.
Bright frowned in discontent,wondering where the fuck his manager was. He had informed Dean of his coffee appointment with Achara prior to meeting her, which Dean happily asserted that he would be waiting for Bright outside.
Yet to the model's dismay he was nowhere to be found.
 Devine who had been witnessing the whole commotion with pursed lips, as she was shot glares and scowls suddenly smirked as she thought of a pleasant idea.
 She gazed at Bright, eyes shining with adoration. She admired the male's pink and soft looking lips and wondered how they'd feel against her own. Without any further delay her hands reached out to the model's waist, engulfing him into her embrace before as she pulling him in to meet her lips.
The male's eyes widened as he immediately pulled her away.
Yet it was too late.
Cameras flashed as fans screamed, some in bewilderment whilst other growled their disdain and hatred for the female that dared take what was theirs.
Bright's complexion darkened as he berated the girl, yet her satisfied smile unwavered.
She had finally kissed the boy after years of longing with this she had finally proved to the world that he belongs with her.
oO 3 hours later Oo
He flicked off the memories as they occurred distinctly in his mind.
He couldn't help but shoot the brazen girl another glare.
"Bright whatever the true story is, fans saw you kiss Miss Achara."
"Fans also saw me push Miss Achara away!" He groused in his vexation.
This wasn't his intention at all. He only wanted to get Win jealous by seeing him go out with Achara. Not kiss her!
Win! Fuck, did he see?
"Dean where's Win?!"
"He's at Astrovelence with Miss Cara, everyone is waiting for you to arrive to begin the shoot. You must get their urgently! Oh and Bright-"
He had already hung up, hurrying into his car whilst Devine followed staring at him expectantly.
"What?" He growled out.
"Aren't you going to open the door for me so I can get in?"She gestured towards the passenger side as Bright stared at her incredulously.
"Are you kidding me? Fuck off!" With that he pressed on the pedal, leaving the scene.
                          
Her eyes wrinkled as she glared at the car, getting more and more further away.
                          
ooOOoo
                          
Bright enters Astrovelence, stalking closer to the designated photo shoot room. He's greeted by staff and fellow models, some looking at him with a gaze of reverence and astonishment whilst others struggling to contain themselves as they peer at him with lust stricken orbs.
Bright finally arrived in front of the room. He reaches his hand out to turn the knob yet recoils as the door snaps open revealing Reece. Having only noticed Bright's appearance upon lifting his head Reece, immediately shuts the door behind him.
Bright furrows his eyebrows in confusion, as far as he was concerned he had never invited Reece to his shoot.
He had even called him shortly after his phone call with Dean which they had agreed to meet tomorrow regarding the "Achara Situation".
Bright looked at the door suspiciously before meeting his best friend's eyes that were filled with apprehension.
"Reece, what are you doing here?"
"Uhh..." Reece shuffled back and forward on his spot, struggling to form an excuse.
"You see...I was passing by." He scratched his head.
"You told me you had an advertisement you were shooting." He paused, waiting for Reece to respond when he failed to, Bright frowned. "You said it would take the whole day."
Bright suddenly heard loud laughter coming from the room beside them.
"Hey Bright let's talk outside!" Reece grabbed Bright's shoulder vehemently. Hoping that blocking Bright's view from the door would in some way divert his attention.
To his dismay the laughter continued.
His heart began surging at the laughter of a particular voice.
                          
"Isn't that Win?!" He asked with an air of urgency. He immediately recognised the boy's voice he grew to adore.
He pushed Reece away who had attempted to grab his friend by the arm, but it was too late.
Bright pushed open the door, the scene revealed to him was one he hadn't even dared to imagine.
                          
Fury and disdain grazed his expression as his body began trembling violently.